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CHAPTER 13

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Sophia’s POV

I was in a cafe just outside the school campus, enthusiastically discussing a big project with my classmates, when I noticed a luxury car parked on the other side of the street. My heart lurched when I saw a man step out and cross the street toward me.

Elijah?! I thought incredulously, squinting through the glass window of the cafe. I had tuned out the voices of the group as I slowly stood up and focused on the man striding in my direction.

Is it really him? My mind whirled with confusion. I gasped as he came into focus. Oh, my god. It’s him. What’s he doing here?

Without thinking, my hand went to the bulge on my stomach. “Excuse me, I’ll be back,” I muttered to my classmates and felt an urgent need to escape. I had to get as far away from him as possible!

Just then, I saw Serena come out of the car behind Elijah. Her beach waves blew gently in the wind as she joined him and linked her fingers with his.

I can’t believe they came to Paris together, I thought bitter
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bandyva
Why is Sophia even talking to her ex with that evil ex girlfriend, she should not be involved! Who is writing this terrible stuff?? Men are so gullible, letting her hold his hand? ......
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Arabella Jones
if this jerk is taking his alleged sweetheart to talk about reconciliation with his ex wife then it's better to stay far far away from him
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